Chapter 167 - 167: He’s the Culprit

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Your fault? What happened?” Yu Fei was full of doubts. She remembered the little guy crying and hugging her leg, not letting her go. She frowned and guessed, “Did you tell him that I won’t be coming back?”

“Pretty much,” Feng Yi paused.

Yu Fei was speechless. So, he was the culprit?

No wonder Feng Xiaochen suddenly broke down. She thought it was all her fault.

Now that she had found the culprit, Yu Fei could not help but complain when she thought of Feng Xiaochen’s pitiful appearance. “Why did you scare him? Do you know how pitiful he was crying? It was heartbreaking.”

“Feng Yi, you’re an adult, why are you fighting with your son?”

“Fortunately, Xiaochen is fine. Otherwise, you would be a sinner.”

Feng Yi was speechless. He was wrong, but this woman kept scolding him. Was it fun? If one were to really mention the culprit, the main source of these things was really her. If she did not have to film tomorrow, Feng Xiaochen would not have been in a hurry to ask him to make her stay. But forget it, now was not the time to argue about this.

He had just finished his work over there today. He had been so busy that he had not been able to eat or sleep well. He had been working for almost 20 hours. He had rushed back without even eating. He was tired and hungry now. All he wanted was to take a shower, eat a meal, and have a good sleep.

When Feng Yi went to take a shower, Yu Fei waited obediently for a while before she realized why she had to listen to him. He told her to wait, and she waited. Wasn’t this too obedient? Although she thought so, she still didn’t move. She felt that she should have a good chat with Feng Yi about what happened tonight.

Not long after, the bathroom door opened and Feng Yi walked out in a bathrobe. The dark gray bathrobe was the most common style, but when it was worn on his clothes rack-like figure, it was especially… Handsome and fashionable.

As he dried his hair and walked towards her, he looked like a supermodel walking on a runway. Yu Fei raised her head to take a few glances, and her heart suddenly began to beat violently. She pinched her palms and despised herself in her heart. Was she lacking a man so much that she kept falling for Feng Yi? How could she be so infatuated? She was really hopeless!

But… She could not help but take a few more glances. She still felt that he was very handsome. He was handsome in every aspect. Even his walking posture was so seductive.

Feng Yi finished drying his hair and threw the towel away. He stood in front of her with the fragrance of the shower. “Yu Fei.”

He called her name. His voice was hoarse and low, and it was especially sexy. Her name sounded much more pleasant when he called her.

Yu Fei’s heart beat even faster. “Umm… I have something to talk to you about.” “No rush.” After standing in front of her for a while, he walked away and sat down opposite her. His voice was cold. “I’m hungry. Let’s make some supper.” “Supper?” Yu Fei pointed at herself and asked, “Am 1 supposed to cook it?” Feng Yi raised his eyebrows, as if he was really hungry. He laid lazily on the bed. “Yes, hurry up. I’ve been working all day and haven’t eaten.”

Hearing that he hadn’t eaten for the whole day, Yu Fei said in surprise, “You haven’t eaten for the whole day?”

“Yes.” It was a very short answer.

Yu Fei was stunned for a while before asking in confusion, “No matter how busy you are, you should have time to eat. Why are you starving yourself?” There would definitely be times when he ate. He never mistreated himself. When he could eat his fill, he would never go hungry, nor would he work until he forgot to eat and sleep. It was just that… he could not eat that food.

He felt that this woman Yu Fei was too scary. Not only had she charmed his son, but he had also fallen for her charms. He had become even more picky than before.

She did not cook much, but he had only eaten a few times before he became addicted to it. The chefs hired by the Feng family were all world-class. Which one of them was not better than her?

However, if one ate too much of those overly exquisite and standardized food, it would become boring. The home-cooked dishes she made were actually very fresh.

“It’s not too troublesome. Do you know how to make noodles?” Feng Yi did not answer the question, his eyes narrowed as he ordered, “Light and not too greasy. Make fewer noodles, prepare more condiments and dishes.”

“Don’t put too much onion and ginger. Don’t cook the noodles too soft. It’s best if they taste a little chewy.” Feng Yi waved his hand, indicating that she could do as she was told, as if he was ordering a servant.

Yu Fei was a little angry at his attitude and wanted to scold him, but she remembered that he had not eaten all day. In the end, she held back and stood up reluctantly. “I’ll go to the kitchen to see what else there is.”